Chapter 1017 Strange Mirror

Before Zhang Hua's figure fell to the ground, his spiritual sense was to take a rough look at the location of this large area. As he expected, his spiritual sense was bounced off a majestic palace and could not penetrate, and that palace was also It was pitch black.

Zhang Hua flew to the outside of the palace, looked at the closed gate of the palace for a long time, just wanted to pinch the magic formula, trying to break the restriction outside the palace, but when he casually cast his gaze on the ground, there was no feeling on his face. Showing a bit of surprise, then, regardless of the restriction outside the palace, he just pinched the formula, that is, he escaped into the ground, and when he poked his head out, he was within the restriction

It turned out that the restriction only protected the palace above the ground, but the underground was undefended, a piece of red

Scratching his head, Zhang Hua really didn't understand why this restriction was so lame. Even the restrictions he set up when he practiced at night took the underground into consideration.

Most of the palaces within the forbidden area are no different from ordinary palaces, they are all plain, without any vitality fluctuations, only in one of the rather large rooms, Zhang Hua experienced very subtle fluctuations.

Without hesitation, Zhang Hua went straight to this room.

As soon as he entered the room, a strong scent of makeup and powder came over his face. Zhang Hua looked around, and took out Ye Mingzhu with his hand. With the brilliance of Ye Mingzhu, he could see the room clearly.

This room is very luxurious. A large bed that can sleep ten people is placed in the middle of the room. The bed looks to be made of maroon wood. Above the bed is a huge pink transparent cover from the palace. The thick beams on the top hang down, covering the whole big bed. The big bed was also filled with pink silk and satin, or bedding, or something, Zhang Hua didn’t care about it. He looked at the row of cabinets on the wall on the side of the palace. The cabinets had no doors. Open it, and at a glance, you can see that the cabinet is full of clothes of various colors. Zhang Hua swept his consciousness, and there was no fluctuation of vitality, but he just turned his eyes away.

What's left is an extremely gorgeous dressing table opposite the cabinet, and a bronze mirror taller than a person in front of another wall, and there is also a small bronze mirror on the dressing table, and a few beautiful dressing boxes, but There are no fluctuations in vitality

"Oh, did you miss it?" Zhang Hua was quite surprised: "The palace is protected by restrictions, but there is nothing valuable inside. What does this mean? Or... Bai Yanqiu has concealed the fluctuation of vitality Methods?"

Zhang Hua pinched her chin with her hands, her eyes were flickering, she let out her consciousness, and while examining carefully, her eyes were also looking around.

He first put his eyes on the big bed, that bed... is really bigger, even if Bai Yanqiu rolls vigorously on it, it is very unlikely that he will fall off.

She...why does she sleep in such a big bed? Zhang Hua herself is a qi refiner of the immortal way. She sits cross-legged every night and practices the Worry-free Heart Sutra. It is an ordinary martial arts master. At night, they almost use breath-adjusting internal energy instead of sleep. It is impossible for a master in the ranks of Qi refiners to make such a big bed for sleeping

But when Zhang Hua put his attention on the oversized bed again, he really noticed some differences. He saw that the big bed was somewhat similar to the kang in Zhang Hua's Guo Zhuang family. Supported by huge stones, Zhang Hua had a perplexed face, walked to the bed, smelling a faint fragrance, Zhang Hua laughed "Pu Chi", stretched out his hand and wiped the silk blankets on the bed. It was lifted off, revealing the three-finger-thick, dark-looking stone slab under the blanket. This slab is different from the supporting stones below, it is a complete piece, and the brilliance of the night pearl shines on the pitch-black slab surface, without any reflection at all. , the light seemed to be absorbed by the slate.

Zhang Hua stretched out her hand to touch it, and found that the stone slab was a bit harsh, which did not match the smooth surface. After Zhang Hua stared straight at it for a moment, there was some incomprehensible flash of light within the stone slab, which was similar to the night sky. The starlight is somewhat similar, but in a hurry, it is similar to lightning

"This..." Zhang Hua caressed the strange stone slab, not knowing what to say. In his consciousness, this stone slab was no different from the stone below, and there was no fluctuation of vitality. How could he see it with the naked eye? So different?

"It doesn't matter, it's here to harm Bai Yanqiu anyway. She sleeps on it every day. Needless to say, it must be something with a good origin. I just accept it. It's just... this stone slab is too big. Inside my belt..." Zhang Hua pondered for a while, his spiritual consciousness soaked into his belt, too much five-element yù marrow had been collected in his belt, and there were indeed few places to put things, but fortunately, this stone slab was Flat, Zhang Hua just tidied up a little to free up space.

However, just when Zhang Hua put the mysterious slate into his belt, something happened again. The slate was like the Prajna epee, which could hardly be controlled by divine sense. The sword is not under the control of the divine sense at all, but the stone slab can be grasped by the divine sense, but it feels to Zhang Hua, it is like grabbing the loach in the ditch with both hands, it is slippery, and there is no effort at all, but, fortunately, It’s still almost, it’s not that I can’t netg at all, I spent more than half of my consciousness, and my forehead is also the price of sweating, so I can put the mysterious stone slab into my belt

"Painful yet happy." Zhang Hua wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled happily. He himself didn't know the origin of the stone slab, nor did he know what it was for, but... something that could make Bai Yanqiu sleep under it Take it away, Zhang Hua will wake up with a smile even in a dream

"Hehe, you dare to turn the poor man into a white bearded flower. Even if you think about it, that... it won't work... The poor man must teach you a lesson, cough, it seems... and Meng... grow old together here, no Asking about the world...hehe, it's also a quick thing."

Zhang Hua sat cross-legged, her heart was moving, gradually replenishing her spiritual consciousness, and her eyes wandered around the bedroom. Bai Yanqiu is a descendant of the Shendaomen, and there is no fairy way in her bedroom Even if Zhang Hua's head was broken, he wouldn't believe it.

But where are those things placed?

Zhang Hua's eyes looked over and over again in the entire bedroom, and his spiritual sense scanned it over and over again, but there was nothing abnormal.

After Zhang Hua looked at everything one by one, um, even the underwear and coat in the closet, her eyes fell on the huge mirror on the bedside

According to Zhang Hua's idea, there is a bronze mirror on the dressing table, and Bai Yanqiu can already have yellow decals on the mirror. There is no need to put a big mirror on the bedside, since this huge mirror is superfluous , um, and put it on the bedside, what can it do? Needless to say, if something is abnormal, it is a demon, and this huge mirror must have clues.

However, when Zhang Hua stood in front of the mirror, the brilliance of Ye Mingzhu illuminated the bronze mirror in every detail. Even the silk on the huge bed could be seen clearly. Is it obviously a bronze mirror? What could be different?

Looking closely, Zhang Hua turned over and landed on the big bed, and danced on the bed for a while, and the bronze mirror also had a general reflection, normally tense.

"Oh, what's going on here?" Zhang Hua scratched her head: "Could it be that Bai Yanqiu likes to watch her sleeping at night? This guy's hobby is very... wonderful"

Undeterred, Zhang Hua covered the bronze mirror with his consciousness from top to bottom, trying to do a final check, but still to no avail. There seemed to be no fluctuations or signs.

"Maybe Bai Yanqiu took things too seriously and put them somewhere else." Zhang Hua thought to himself, preparing to escape from the bedroom, but when he saw the bronze mirror on the dressing table inadvertently out of the corner of his eyes, he immediately felt like Like being struck by lightning, standing there blankly

What do you think, you judges?

It turned out that Zhang Hua's head was vaguely reflected in the bronze mirror. However, that head was exactly Zhang Hua's handsome face transformed into Pan An's. What is reflected in it is actually a complete flower

In an instant, a creepy feeling rose from the bottom of Zhang Hua's heart, that the bronze mirror could actually show his original face

No wonder, he just looked at the huge bronze mirror for a long time, the mirror is full of flowers, it is himself, there is nothing to doubt, if it is not for the mirror, he will almost turn himself into Pan An's look like I forgot

"This is it." Zhang Hua was very happy in her heart, and once she rolled her spiritual consciousness, she was about to put the big bronze mirror in her belt.

However, the bronze mirror seemed to have taken root, no matter how Zhang Hua moved it with his spiritual consciousness, it would not move at all.

For a moment, Zhang Hua became angry, walked to the bronze mirror, bent down, grabbed the edge of the bronze mirror, and lifted it up with the strength of his arms...

The strength of Zhang Hua's arms can be described as astonishing, but the bronze mirror only shook slightly, and could not be lifted completely.

"This..." Zhang Hua sat on the wax again.

Afterwards, Zhang Hua walked around the big bronze mirror for a few times, pinching his chin in his hand, his eyes rolled around. After half a bag of cigarettes, Zhang Hua seemed to have thought of something, and looked at the big bronze mirror. It looks like, as soon as I reached out, I took out the mirror that I had learned from the Xiangjiao, which was called the Haotian Mirror by Mrs. Jing Gang

Unexpectedly, just as the Haotian mirror was taken out of the purse, Zhang Hua immediately lost control, and as soon as he let go, he flew in mid-air...